Credits: Luz Tapia
Oh, he is Sokka
What a baka?
Oh, how you see?
That he isn't a mere pea
But a bee
How he believes in what's right
No matter how big the fight
A mere tribesmen with a wolf's tail
Beware Fire-Nation he is going to make you pale!
How, sharp the blade is when it slices
But he places the blade aside,
For a life how you see?
Sokka is no mere baka
But a tribesmen with strength and might
With a love for the ever-growing moonlight.